Chapter 11: The Takeoff-Part 2: The Faceoff

Paula slowly moved herself to the corner of the brick walls, as five trolls now surrounded her. "Well lookie what we got here." The leader Troll looked back at his crew; all of them laughed in sync.

But one Troll didn't laugh; instead he looked closely at the girl, who had her eyes closed. "Hey Boss, it's that Dragon we beat on a month ago." Suddenly, they all stopped laughing and crawled closer to the girl.

"Where's our money?" The Troll grabbed out a knife, and pointed toward her.

Paula tried not to cry, but she was frightened and had no clue what to do and/or what they were talking about. "I don't know. Please I just-"

"Where's the money the other Dragon and his little Dog stole from us!" He jumped closer to her, and set the knife onto her throat. Paula could feel the blade touch her skin, and she started to cry.

Just then, two shadows appeared into the alley. "Paula!!" Hope screamed, which wasn't the brightest thing to do.

Two Trolls jumped up, and grabbed Tasha and Hope into their grip. The leader pulled the knife away from her side, and slowly turned around to the other girls. "Well, looks like were going to have a great feast of…little girls tonight!" He grinned.

At that moment, Paula realized that Tasha and Hope were here. She rubbed away her tears, and faced them. "Don't hurt them!" She yelled out.

The Troll walked over to his two friends, but turned around back at Paula. "Help me get my gold back, and I won't kill your friends!"

"Paula, we'll be fine!" Hope lied, but her safety wasn't what considered her right now. Paula can't see anything, so that puts her at more of a risk. "Just Dragon up, and go get help!"

"Shut up!" The Troll that held Hope said. He lifted up his arm, and slapped Hope in the face. Hope grunted at the pain, but tried not to show her fear.

The whole gang started to laugh once again. Paula however, was not angry. She knew she had to help them out, or they'd kill them in a heartbeat. She got in fighting position, and dragoned up. Her wings cramped up as they stretched out past the width of the alleyway. Despite that, she still remained in fighting stance.

Once again the laughter abruptly stopped. The Trolls turned around, and realized the dragon was facing toward them, crouching in fighting form. They knew she was going to stay and battle. The leader Troll signaled his hands, and the two freed Trolls headed toward her. Paula could feel their massive footsteps pound the Earth as they crept forward, and knew exactly what to do.

Quickly Paula flew up in the air, and soared down almost skimming the ground. She spread out her wings as far as they could go, and headed toward the Trolls. The two saw her flying forward, but were caught off guard when they saw her flying so close to the floor. With no time to react, Paula kept flying, and tripped the Trolls. And as they were falling, she grabbed each one of their legs, and tossed them behind her. One flew into a dumpster; the other slammed his back right against the brick wall. However both were too hurt, to get from their positions.

The leader Troll's eyes widen as he saw two of his gang members fall in failure. The other two Trolls who held Hope and Tasha were surprised too. He signaled over to them, and simultaneously they dropped their victims to the floor. "Don't move." He showed them a quick glimpse of his knife, and then stuck it back into his pocket. Hope and Tasha followed his warning, and did not move from their spot.

The two Trolls trailed in front as the leader stayed behind. Paula stood in her stance, waiting for them to make the first move. The two Trolls nodded back at each other, and together they made a jump for Paula. As she heard the air push up, she hovered upward; the Trolls crashed into each other, and fell to the ground. As she heard them fall, she pointed down her head, and blew fire downward. Fire singed their feet as they scrambled to get up to get away from the full blast. They ran to the end of the alley, and quickly hustled up the brick wall and fled into the city.

Disappointed by his crews job, the leader Troll knew it was up to him. He pulled out his club, and softened his steps as he headed closer to her. Paula flowed back onto her feet, and prepared to fight.

The family spilt up, and searched different parts of the city. However they all remained in the same general area, for they were sure Paula would not venture off too far from home. Just then as Andrew was whizzing threw the air, something caught his eye. He lowered himself down to get a good look of the scrap that was going on in a certain alleyway. He noticed a Troll, and a dragon was fighting down below him. However, as he has never seen Paula's dragon form, he was unsure if that was really her. As he hovered over the building, he looked over at the two girls shaking in the corner. He recognized them from the Long's house earlier that day, and now knew for sure that was Paula. "Paula! I found her!" He made a quick U-turn to find the others. "She's down here!"

After a long pause of silence, the Troll finally jumped up and headed for Paula. He held his club in his hands, and prepared to hit her chest. But Paula shifted her body, and avoided the attack. She tried to grab the Troll and toss him away, but her grip wasn't strong enough, which only scratched him. The Troll continued to swing his club at her, but missed every time. Finally Paula swung her large tail, and shoved the Troll a few feet away. The Troll quickly got himself up, and growled to show his frustration.

However, something caught Tasha's eyes, and she couldn't hold it in. "Paula, look! The call from her friend caught Paula off guard, and she found herself nervous. With this an advantage to the Troll, quickly he threw his club right her. Paula could not react fast enough; the club hit her arm, the exact arm which only a few weeks ago was in a cast. The pain was severe, but she had to suck it up.

She held her arm, and flew out toward the Troll. But someone new was her, and their presence made her stop. Paula started to tremble, for she did not know what was going on. Suddenly Andrew dropped in, along with Haley, Gregory, and then Jake.

The Troll groaned at the dragons, but after he saw that it was five to one, his sneer loosened. "Look…please I don't want any trouble!" He held up his hands, pleading for their forgiveness.

"Get outta here!" Jake yelled. Soon after he pushed them aside, and ran for his freedom. The voice of her grandfather lifted up her tension.

When the coast was clear, Hope and Tasha ran to Paula (still in dragon form). "That was so amazing Paula!" Tasha cheered, "You were totally kickin' some tail!"

Jake walked over to his granddaughter. "You did all this?" He scoped the area, and looked at the only Trolls left in the alley. They still lay there, passed out in their current positions. "You must of really did, kick some tail!" He laughed. "That's how the American Dragon does it!"

Paula laughed too. "Thanks grandpa."

With that being said, Paula then picked up Hope and Jake picked up Tasha. The all of the dragons flew into the air, and headed back to the Long residence.

As I have said many times, I am so sorry for the delay of this fanfic. The funny thing is, I actually wrote the first half of this chapter months ago, and totally forgot that I did not finish it until now XD. I will write the final chapter of story, right now :. Finally, this will end! Whoo!